Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

With her attitude, is she training the dog?

No!It should be said that Afro is born with the attributes of a dog.

Grace exhaled helplessly, and then glanced at Avro.

What she said was not unreasonable.

It's just that the nun has her own ideas in her smart head. She puts her index finger on her chin and puts forward her opinion as if discussing academic matters:

"I think it would be easier for you..."

As if triggering a sensitive word, Grace glared at Avro fiercely.

Avro immediately apologized sincerely, "Ah...sorry." - But it was really cute.

Her Royal Highness's murderous eyes softened a little, but the corners of Avro's mouth turned up a little.

Is this bullying?How can anyone bully someone and discuss it with others?

Avro pursed her lips, trying hard to suppress the smile on her face, and suggested seriously,

"How about you sit on top of me and I sit on the chair, so you won't be tired, right?"

"..."

Grace squinted her eyes and looked at Avro, who was more excited than herself.

"Come on, come on, give it a try?"

The girl patted the quilt excitedly as if urging.

Something is wrong, the current atmosphere is wrong.

Grace found that the more coldly she looked at her, the more excited Afro became.

Some kind of strange idea was born in her heart, and Grace stared at her with stern eyes.

"Miss Afro, why are you so active? Do you have any strange habits?"

"me……?"

Avro raised her eyebrows, and she tried her best to object in disbelief, "How could there be such a hobby?"

"is it?"

Grace folded her hands and chuckled, "Your expression now... is not good."

In fact, Afro had a lot of words hidden in her heart, but speaking out might break Her Royal Highness's fragile heart, and then she would stare at herself with a vicious look, breaking the harmonious atmosphere.

I still held back when I thought of this.

To be honest, the higher someone is, the more forbidden pleasure they will feel when they pull her down.

Avro has already thought of the way Her Royal Highness is speaking harshly now, and will be trembling all over when the time comes.

Can that be called bullying?That's more like bullying her...

"is it?"

Avro nodded and admitted frankly that he had completely climbed onto the soft princess bed, looking a bit ready to go.

"Then if you don't deny my opinion, then let's start now?"

"Then let me hug you first~"

Grace glanced at the overly excited Avro.

What's a little concerning is - wasn't Afro being bullied?Why are you helping me?

There is a sense of humor in the mouse helping the cat to lay a trap.

However, she didn't care and naturally opened her hands.

It didn't matter as long as she could complete the task, she had already made plans to become stronger.

Compared to risking your life, these are nothing.

It doesn’t matter, there are so many nasty, painful, and unfair things in this world that happen at unpredictable times.

It's just that the habit has been broken, and Grace has long been used to it.

Avro, whose heart and eyes were filled with anticipation, quickly lifted the quilt with his hands and feet.

The warm quilt left, and Grace felt the slight coolness in the air.

When did you start to get used to this kind of enjoyment?

What made people feel even more uncomfortable was that one gentle hand passed through the waist, and the other was placed on the hip to easily pick him up.

The golden hair caressed her cheek affectionately, and Grace returned to that familiar embrace.

It's not that uncomfortable to say...it's just...

This feeling still makes people feel a little inexplicably embarrassed.

We are all women and should help each other. It is not our own personality to stick to other people's arms like a princess.

Grace tried her best to maintain her cold and calm expression.

"Your Highness Grace, you seem a little too thin. You should eat more. I wanted to tell you last time that eating bread alone will be very harmful to your body."

Avro tried his best to hold Grace up, thinking like an old woman.

Grace closed her eyes irritably and ignored her.

"Ah...but, if Her Highness Grace doesn't hook my shoulders, it will be easy to slip down the middle."

Avro reminded, looking at Grace, she had a cold face, but her scarlet eyes were staring at him with murderous intent.

"You've been holding me in your arms for so long, and now you have to hold me by the neck?"

With such a light body and such a proud expression, Avro thought he was holding a bad-tempered cat with red eyes and a white body.

Well, Her Highness Grace is also very cute now.

How could anyone bully others like this?

"Huh? It's just a suggestion."

Avro smiled heartily.

The buttocks first touch the soft seat filled with goose down, and then the entire weight of the body is placed on the chair and backrest.

At the same time, he straightened Her Royal Highness's soft body with a light fragrance.

"Is this okay? Your Highness Grace?"

"Ah."

Grace answered taciturnly.

The body temperature is as cold as the appearance, and the expression is as cold as no emotion.

But this is just the appearance. Only through close contact can you feel how tense Grace's body is.

The slight trembling and tense muscles can only be conveyed between skin and skin. The round earlobes covered by black hair are as red as blood jade.

Avro gently held her waist as slender as a willow.

It was obviously winter, but at this moment she felt blood rushing all over her body and her face was so hot.

Avro felt like there was a seductive cat's paw scratching in his heart, and some strange, warm emotion was about to come out of his chest.

She was a little curious, so she tilted her head quietly and leaned over to see if the side of Grace's face was also red.

It was his own breath that sprayed onto the girl's earlobe, causing Her Royal Highness's body to tremble slightly.

"Afro!"

Grace called her name seriously.

Couldn't it be...that he was discovered?

As if he had done something wrong, Afro immediately looked away and held his breath.

My heart was beating uncontrollably.

"Put your hands up high. Don't raise them unless I tell you to."

There was never a hint of shyness in that cold voice, giving orders coldly like a violent emperor.

Is this shy?

"it is good……"

Avro obediently followed Grace's request and raised his hands.

At this time, the body in the arms finally relaxed a little and began to adjust its posture in the arms.

Inexplicable feelings surged, and his whole body felt like it was burning in flames, and his sanity was at a delicate stage.

Avro was in a daze, and suddenly felt a sense of guilt in his heart that he was sorry for the goddess.

She glanced to the side and saw a dressing table filled with gorgeous jewelry.

Within the gold-plated frame, the polished glass reflects the overlapping scene of the two people.

Even though she was far away, she could clearly see the girl who was as cold and lonely as snow, with a face as crimson as peach blossoms and eyes as clear as rubies.

Across the mirror, Grace's pupils suddenly shrank, and she had a wonderful look at herself.

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The royal sister is being caught in an act of rape...

80. Angry Victoria caught an adulterer!

In the Rhine Empire, the upper-class nobles not only respected the etiquette of the old nobles, but also had a fanatical pursuit of beauty.

This is because the empire is in the process of commercial development, and new businessmen are desperately trying to join the aristocratic society and gain recognition.

But they mostly hang out in the drinking and sex scene, and have no intention of controlling their bodies, and they have a big belly.

In order to clearly distinguish the classes, even the down-and-out nobles who cannot take the blame must maintain a slender and handsome figure and wear gorgeous clothes.

As the child of Princess Yanis Ibro, who was praised as the incarnation of the goddess of beauty, Grace also inherited considerable beauty.

Her Royal Highness's slightly cold eyes, embellished by the crimson on her cheeks, made Avro feel extremely cute.

The air became sticky and ambiguous due to the close physical contact, and the slightest breath was thrilling and unbearably itchy.

Grace was obviously very shy but she had to maintain a nonchalant expression. It was obviously winter when everything was withering, but it made Avro feel that something was quietly sprouting in her heart.

There is an indescribable joy in the soul.

I like this feeling very much.

But for Grace, whose soft body was tense and trying her best to control her bottom line, it was a special kind of suffering.

Her five fingers tightly grasped the light yellow nightgown. The rustling texture of the lace on the skirt could not withstand the girl's struggle and was wrinkled.

Grace looked at the nun in the mirror, with her arms raised high and "I am obedient" written all over her face, and she ordered coldly:

"No, Xu, look in the mirror."

"Ah... yes."

Avro blinked, agreed honestly, and carefully shrank his body back.

Grace's nervousness did not diminish at all.

Such a warm body held him in his arms almost like a baby...

How could it be as easy as imagined?

The girl's well-developed softness was pressed against her back. If I put my hands around her waist again, it would...

The surging blood was swimming in the cold blood vessels, and her cheeks were so hot that they were about to burn. Grace's chest rose and fell and she breathed slowly.

"Your Highness Grace...is this okay?"

The girl's holy voice was a little reserved, because it was so close, so every word Afro breathed out was spread on the neck and earlobes, making people couldn't help but tremble slightly.

No, I have to do something to survive this long time.

Grace was as motionless as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, trying her best to suppress her crisp voice.